Hey All! Welcome to my 2nd fanfiction. I am a huge fan of Middle Earth, so I hope I can do this some justice. It'll mostly be following the movies, however it may include a few little bits from the book as well. I'm sorry about any Elvish and Dwarvish that may appear, it's not a huge forte of mine and I don't really know any good sources for them, I just hope it makes sense.

So yeah, please enjoy and feel free to leave reviews.

Bilbo Baggins wasn't entirely happy when the company of Thorin Oakenshield turned up on his door. He became even less happy when they made a decent mess of his hobbit hole and ate most of his food. However, he shall always be grateful that they shared their adventure with him (with a little help from wizard along the way)

But this tale isn't so much about Bilbo Baggins as a fifteenth member of the company, and her name was Anyekia Firestorm.

Our heroes had not long escaped the trolls that had tried to eat them and had successfully gained their haul from their cave. Gandalf was talking to Radagast the Brown about grave news, things the dwarves had little interest in, when a howl echoed around them in the forest.

"Was that a wolf?" Bilbo asked, the poor little hobbit still not overly keen on adventures.

"Wolf? No, that was no wolf." Bofur said.

Just then, a large warg leapt over them, heading straight for Thorin, who was still drawing his sword. However, he felt a sudden pressure on his shoulder and he looked up just in time to see a small cloaked figure leaping off his shoulder, two knives glistening in their hands.

The knives plunged into the wargs skull as they rolled over its back, drawing a bow as they did, which they shot, barely missing Thorin, at another warg coming in from behind. Dwalin took care of a third.

The figure straightened, taking their knives out of the wargs skull and sheathing them before they turned to Gandalf.

"Sorry I couldn't get here sooner Gandalf," and all the dwarves were surprised to find that it was a woman's voice beneath the cloak. "They delayed me more than I thought I would." She whistled and small hawk shot down from the tree's landing on her arm. They seemed to share a few words before it took flight again. "We need to move now less they find us standing here."

Gandalf, however, noticed the tension amongst the dwarves. "I think you owe my friends here an explanation first."

"There'll be times for explanation latter, such as when our lives aren't in danger." She said hotly. "There's been at least a dozen orc's following you for the last week Gandalf, now they believed you trapped."

He did not flinch however. "I do believe they will not move until you do."

She looks around at the dwarves, noticing that they did indeed have all their weapons drawn and were looking at her suspiciously. Sighing, she throws back her hood, revealing long dark brown hair with a vivid strip of red through it. Her eyes were a fierce brown and they took in each of the dwarves expressions in turn.

Most were surprised, as she was, after all, a dwarf herself.

"My name is Anyekia, if you must know. I've been tailing this orc pack for several weeks, when I realised that they were following you, I, in return, followed you to find out why." Her gaze fell on Thorin. "Which of course, didn't take long. Gandalf was the only aware of my presence and I've spent the last three days trying to slow them down until you get to Rivendell." Letting out a huff of impatience, she shoots a look at Gandalf. "Now, can we please get moving? I don't really feel like becoming dog food."

Thorin's gaze did not leave her, he had never seen a dwarf woman like her before, not only was her face clean, her armour was an usual mix of green, black and silver, something unseen in dwarves. The fact that she was clearly a fighter did not ease his suspicions at all.

"I'll lead them off." Radagast said confidently.

Gandalf turned to him. "They'll outrun you."

Radagast smiled however. "I'd like to see them try."

"Sorry for bringing this onto Radagast." Anyekia said, ignoring the glares from Thorin in the back of her skull. "Keep them as far to the east as possible, help should be on its way."

Anyekia started to walk, leading the way, when Thorin grabs her arm.

"And where, may I ask, do you intend to lead us?" His voice low and threatening.

Anyekia's brown eyes glared at him as she wrenched her arm out of his grasp. "You'll just have to trust me and see, Thorin Oakenshield." She starts to walk again. "I am on your side."

Thorin shoots a look at Gandalf, Gandalf intentionally avoided his eyes as he followed her.

Radagast bursts out of the forest, Anyekia waiting patiently to make sure that the orc pack follows. Once she is sure, she runs from the forest, closely followed by Gandalf and the rest of the company.

They kept as close as possible together, occasionally glancing Radagast in the distance, however, after a while, Anyekia only just noticed in time, that he was too close, and stopped them, Gandalf almost crashing into her. She pressed herself against the large boulder next to them as Radagast run past not far away, his rabbits working furiously to swerve in and out of the boulders.

Breathing heavily and cursing, Anyekia changed their direction. However it wasn't long before Radagast passed them again, this time, barely any of them stopping in time. Thorin had to grab Ori to stop him being seen.

"The wizard is meant to be staying away." He hissed.

"I'm aware." Anyekia said. "Come on."

Onwards they went again, Anyekia much more aware now, her head and eyes darting around, practically following Radagast he was so close now. She got them to stop again as Radagast led the orcs away, however they all heard heavy breathing and realised that there was an orc on his warg above them.

Anyekia was trying to think of something to do to lead him away, so she missed the nod Thorin gave to Kili. Kili, pulling out his bow and darting away from the wall.

Anyekia's eyes went wide when she saw what he was about to do. "No!"

The young dwarf's shot just missed the kill spot, the warg letting out a howl of rage before it was silence by a fast shot from Anyekia. The orc tumbled down the rocks and quickly finished by some of the others.

Anyekia was furious. "Idiots!" She bellowed. "Now they know where we are!"

Howls were now filling the air and Gandalf looked at Anyekia's furious expression, to the rest of the company. He noticed that Thorin was going to argue back, but the howls were getting closer.

"We need to run." He said, and when he got no response, he bellowed. "Run!"

With a final furious glance at each other, Anyekia and Thorin took off after Gandalf, the company close behind. They tried desperately to keep ahead but the orcs on their wargs were much faster and they soon found themselves surrounded.

"Stand your ground!" Thorin yelled, drawing his sword.

Anyekia and Kili drew their bows.

"Make sure your shots count this time." She growled.

As the dwarves prepared for battle and Bilbo stayed behind them as much as possibly, his own tiny sword trembling in his hands, Gandalf was looking around, realising he knew this place.

Anyekia and Kili released shot after shot, but it doesn't stop the orc's from advancing.

"Where is Gandalf?" Dwalin yelled. "He's deserted us!"

Anyekia wasn't listening, she was forced to draw her knives as two wargs charged her. She was quick, no one could deny that as she dodged one and took down the other.

"This way you fools!" Gandalf yelled.

Thorin saw and started directing his men down, standing his ground long enough to see most of them down. He saw Kili still firing his bow.

"Kili! Come on!" He yelled and Kili hurried towards him, jumping down the rocky outcrop that everyone else had disappeared down.

He was about to follow Kili when he looked up and noticed that Anyekia was still fighting, taking down yet another warg and following with quick strikes to it's rider. He hesitates, but only for a moment.

"Anyekia!" He yelled.

Anyekia turns, her hair flying and brown eyes glaring his way. She gets the hint and goes to follow when a warg leaps on her from behind. With a startled cry, she falls, its teeth sinking into her shoulder.

Thorin goes to help when there is a flash of silver and her blades stabbed heavily into the wargs skull. She rolls it off her, struggling to her feet.

"Go!" She yelled, running towards him.

Thorin jumps down, sliding to the bottom. Anyekia is not far behind, but he balance thrown, she crashes into him and it takes a moment for the confusion to die and they could untangle themselves.

Anyekia stands as a horn sounds above and there are rapid cries of pain from the remaining orcs above and the sounds of heavy hooves. An orc falls down, causing them all to jump back, but it was dead.

Thorin pulls an arrow out of the orc's neck. "Elves." He spat.

"About bloody time." Anyekia snaps, clutching her shoulder.

They all stare at her.

"What? You don't think I'm going to be without help close at hand out here, do you?" She snorts and smirks, but then winces, her grip on her shoulder tightening.

Thorin steps forward, Gandalf goes to stop him, but Thorin's look stops him, his expression was one of concern.

"You're bleeding." He said gently.

Anyekia rolls her eyes. "Really? I hadn't noticed." Blood was dripping from her fingers to the ground and she leaned heavily against the wall. "Right now, that is not my concern. I'm more concerned by the fact that it's dislocated."

"Well, we can fix that."

She smirks. "I have no doubt, however-" She brings herself forward off the wall before letting herself fall back heavily, and there is a loud crack. She curses several times before looking at Thorin. "I have it covered."

They all stare at her as she struggles off the wall and begins to move into the cavern.

"You should really patch that up Anyekia." Gandalf said, following her.

"We're not far Gandalf, I'm sure I can hold out." She says but there was strain in her voice.

He steps in front of her, stopping her. "When was the last time you slept?"

She blinks wearily at him. "What?"

"When was the last time you slept Anyekia?" He asked again.

Anyekia looked pained at this and was aware that everyone was watching her. "You know I can't sleep Gandalf." She says quietly. "I'm fine. We need to go."

"At least let us bandage it up to lessen the bleeding." Gandalf said sternly. "You look like you are about to collapse as it is."

"Gandalf, I'm fine." Going to step past him however, her knees buckled and Gandalf had to grab her to hold her steady.

Dwalin and Thorin came over and helped sit her down, leaning her against the wall, while Gandalf pulled out bandages and looked at her arm.

"Doesn't the sleeping draught work anymore?" He asked.

Anyekia gives him a look, telling him not to ask, but he just raises his eyebrows. She sighs and winces as he starts to wrap up her shoulder.

"No. It hasn't worked for several weeks, since before I found you lot." She says. "I got away before I could be tried on anything else."

"They are only trying to help Anyekia." Gandalf says gently, tying the bandage off. "As they have for almost all your life."

"It's not helping getting me to drink draught after draught, most of which, by the way, are revolting. We all know what magic is at work anyway." She sighs and rests her head back. "I hate to ask, but I fear I am not going to be able to make this walk on my own without passing out."

Anyekia found herself with one arm around Thorin walking through the cave.

"And here I was thinking that you didn't like me." She half laughed.

Thorin smirked. "I'm not used to people giving me orders, and here I was thinking you could only be rude."

"I have a problem with authority." She said. "Nothing personal."

They continued in silence until the cavern opened up and they stopped. Rivendell was before them, shining in a brilliant light. Anyekia felt peace wash over her and she lets out a long breath.

"This was your plan all along?" Thorin asked them angrily.

"Oh relax," Anyekia said. "There are no enemies here. You can sit and rest for a few days."

"Not to mention," Gandalf said approaching. "That Lord Elrond is one of the few people that can read your map."

"As long as you're nice to him." Anyekia grimaced. "Just don't get me to ask."

After much grumbling and disagreement, they walk down towards Rivendell, Anyekia still being held up by Thorin, her face growing very pale. Standing at the entrance, the dwarves stare around.

A dark haired elf slowly comes down the stairs towards them. "Mithrandir!" His eyes wander to Anyekia. "Naurhúro."

She smiles weakly. "Good to see you to."

"We wish to see Lord Elrond." Gandalf said, bowing politely.

"My Lord Elrond is not here."

"Where is he?"

As if on cue, a horn sounded, mixed with the sounds of horses. The dwarves turned and quickly formed a close circle, Anyekia and Bilbo in the middle. Anyekia just rolled her eyes as the horses surrounded them and Elrond slipped off his horse.

Gandalf!" He exclaimed and then his eyes found Anyekia, who was now trying to avoid his. "And Anyekia. At least you are in one piece."

"Mostly." She smiled and then gripped Thorin's arm tightly as her head spun. "Still in need of a little help though."

Elrond sighs. "And you wonder why we try to keep you here. You are not well."

"No, I've lost a lot of blood." She said. "And would much appreciate a non-scolding look, it certainly doesn't make me feel any better."

Thorin helps her forward as two other elves come down and help her along. Watching her leave, she passes out at the top of the stairs.

Elrond shakes her head. "That girl will never learn."